idk why anyone would be interested in me romantically i literally watch netflix, complain, and wear the same four to five outfits with different mixes and matches all the time
How come reading tea leaves is seen as this sophisticated, witchy thing but if I slam dunk an open can of Chef Boyardee ravioli onto the pavement in the gas station parking lot to see what kind of soda the old ones think I should buy, foodstuff divination suddenly isn’t cool anymore?
medusa, trying to turn you to stone, but you accidentally called her “melissa” when you first walked in and now you’re too embarrassed to look at her. “it’s alright” she keeps saying “i get it all the time” but you still won’t look. u don’t even remember the stone thing until later
Usually it’s women who buy from the feather shop, sometimes accompanied by tolerant men schlepping backpacks. But every so often a guy comes in, usually to buy a present, and as someone who’s never really experienced guys shopping before, their efficiency in impressive. Guy comes in, I’ll take that one, guy goes out.
The other day we had this massive bearded dude, 6'3 linebacker style, walk right in and declare in a gruff baritone “My fairy wings didn’t arrive in time. I need some backup wings.” We offered a massive pair of feathered green wings; he tried them on (tiny) and said “A little high in the back, but I’ll take ‘em.” On his way out, by way of clarification, he said “I’m Tankerbelle.”
I love the goths, I love the middle-aged street-clothes ladies trying something different, I LOVE the little kids, but Tankerbelle will always hold a special place in my heart.
(I spotted him a few weeks later and got the pic; pleased to see he was still rocking our wings rather than what he’d ordered earlier!)
1. I love Tankerbelle with my entire heart.
2. Am I the only one who looked at the description ‘green feather wings’ and a picture of a lovely buff man wearing large primarily RED wings, and was concerned that OP and/or Tankerbelle may be red/green colourblind?
morally grey/evil scientist characters are always like biochemical engineers or nuclear physicists or whatever but the people want VARIETY give me a story about a fucked up geologist for once
sure cats 2019 is an abomination unto the lord and should never have existed, but I don’t think any of you were prepared for the absolute hell that would have been unleashed on us all if it had been good. there would have been catsonas. there would have been so much nsfw cats fanart. a dangerous rift in the veil between furries and non-furries would have been created with no way to seal it again. there would have been new and terrible kinds of discourse we’ve never even seen before and now mercifully never will.
this was for the best.
sometimes - very rarely yes but sometimes - we’re reminded this isn’t the absolute worst timeline
The worst timeline is the one where Cats (2019) was good and was released while Glee was still on
I think I just felt a cold wind rush across me like an omen of what might have been.
Sometimes I think about lesbian icon renée vivien lauging so hard she had to leave a lecture bc the man was talking about how a book of anonymously published love poetry was the pinnacle depiction of a young man’s desire towards women…… but it was her book. She wrote it. About her girlfriend.
She’s the one on the left.
She IS and I’m obsessed with this image but how could you leave out that the one on the right is the girlfriend in question
